Every once and a while you get nostalgic… today was one of those days. Growing up I had a Little Caesars around the corner from my home. The crazy bread was addicting. The cheese, oozing from the pizza. Fast forward to today and there’s a Little Caesars in the KMart near my office. One of my co-workers co-erced a few of us into partaking. It’s not the Little Caesars of old. The pizza was piping hot, but was nothing to write home about. The crazy bread came from a hot case on the counter and was dried out — kind of crunchy. It’s currently sitting in my stomach like a lead balloon. Not exactly the best lunch choice.